Missing Link (2019) - Quotes

Frost: [holds his arms out] Now, Hold me tightly!

Mr. Link: [whispers] Um, are you sure? Adelina's watching.

Frost: What? No. I want you to throw me out of the pit!

Mr. Link: I think you might be a little too heavy.

Frost: Nonsense. Now, give it all you’ve got.

Mr. Link: [throws him and Sir Lionel smashes into the ice wall and slides down] Ooph. It’s hard to know who’s fault that was. Let’s do it again.

Mr. Link: Um…

Tribeswoman: You have killed my grandmother!

Adelina Fortnight: Quick, quick, quick, someone should give her the kiss of life!

Frost: [to Mr. Link] You’re the man for the job.

Mr. Link: How’s my breath?

Frost: And that prospector's name was...?

Mr. Link: Susan.

Lionel Frost: Su… Susan?

Mr. Link: Yes, Susan. That should be my name.

Lionel: So this prospector was a girl.

Mr. Link: Yes, that’s correct.

Lionel: That is a girl’s name.

Mr. Link: Uh-huh.

Sir Frost: Well, it... It suits you.

Mr. Link: [whispering] We're not gonna break in, are we? I mean, that's against the law!

Frost: [hands him a stocking] Oh, please, Mr. Link. This is America. put this on.

Mr. Link: [shows him wearing the stocking on his leg] Sir Lionel! Sir! Do you have a size bigger? I think I put a run in it.

Frost: [hands him a grappling hook with rope attached; Mr. Link then throws all of the rope over the other side of the wall] On your head! It's a disguise! We're not here to perform Burlesque! Look, forget about the stocking. Throw this. What did..What did you just do?

Mr. Link: Uh, what do you mean? I threw the rope over the wall.

Frost: I didn't mean all of it!

Frost: [sarcastically] Oh, you don't say?

Mr. Link: No, I do- I do say. I just said that right then, aren't you listening?

Frost: [to himself] Well now what do we do?

Mr. Link: You said throw the rope over, so I threw the rope over.

Frost: [his pack] Well why don't you throw this over as well?!

Mr. Link: [he throws it over the wall; in realization] Okay. Oh...

Frost: [grunts, but restrains himself] Okay, forget it. You'll have to climb the wall and pull me up.

Mr. Link: I don't know, I'm not a good climber.

Frost: [holds up one of his arms with his cane] Oh for pity's sake, of course you are! Look at your arms!

Mr. Link: [looks to the wall; Mr. Link then does many outlandish warm-ups, and bolts towards the wall, tripping and leaving a large hole in it.] That's a good point. That's a good point. Okay.

Frost: Bravo.

Mr. Link: [weakly] Thank You.

Mr. Link: This feels very confined. I feel woozy, do I look pale? I feel pale...

Frost: [hits Mr. Link's shoulder with his cane] Oh, stop fidgeting, Mr. Link. You mustn't draw attention to yourself.

Mr. Link: [whispers] Yeah, well I'm not very comfortable stealing a man's clothes.

Frost: Well you can't walk around naked. It's indecent.

Mr. Link: Yeah, but... his underwear too? It just seems a little... I mean, i turned them inside out and all, but... Is it hot in here? I think I need some air.

Frost: [suddenly Mr. Link smashes the train window with his fist to crack it open] By all means, crack open the win… …dow.

Mr. Link: Oh, that’s better.

Frost: So, how do you know about me?

Sasquatch: [Shows Frost various headlines from newspapers, stating that he's either failed or lost money, and even one that states that a rumored affair occurred] Oh. I've read all about you. I think that one's my favorite, right there. Let's see, there might be a picture...

Frost: Yes, yes, yes, well you can't believe everything you read, can you?

Sasquatch: [He looks up] But I need someone who knows the wild world. Someone who believes in my existance. But, you know, doesn't wanna shoot me. You're not gonna shoot me, are you?

Frost: [shakes his head] But, if I may ask, what exactly do you ask of me?

Sasquatch: [sighs; shows Frost a newspaper with a photo of a large human footprint in the snow.] Take me away from this place. I’m lonely. Your world, it grows bigger, mine is eaten away. I've walked through these woods for so long, but I'm the last one, y'know? I have no friends, no...no family, really nobody. But, on the other side of the world there's this creature, he's a snowman!

Frost: The yeti?

Sasquatch: [shows Frost a sketch of the Yeti running from humans to the mountains] And look at this. I think these yetis, are my cousins! Can you take me there?

Frost: Take you to the Himalayas?

Sasquatch: Well of course you can do that! You're- You're a great man!

Frost: [chuckles] Well, that's a tantalizing proposition, I'll admit. But, you must understand, my main goal was to find proof of you.

Sasquatch: Proof? What Kind of proof?

Frost: Irrefutable proof that you exist to show to my naysayers. Like a fingernail clipping, hair, a tooth, feces...

Sasquatch: Oh, well I have all those things. That seems like a fair deal!

Frost: Agreed. I will get you there. And, in return, you shall get me to where I belong. Oh yes, I'll prove the existance of not just one, but an entire branch of missing links. imagine the headlines then.

Sasquatch: Oh wow, you- you're really gonna take me there?

Frost: Indeed. I give you my word.

Sasquatch: Okay, what is it?

Frost: What?

Sasquatch: Your word.

Frost: What do you mean?

Sasquatch: You said you would give me your word so......so what is it?

Frost: It's a figure of speech.

Sasquatch: Sounds good, what is it?

Frost: The word, my friend, is trust.

Sasquatch: Oh so you want the poop now?

Frost: Err, later will be fine.

Sasquatch: [growls, which slowly turns into a very hard and wheezy cough; gasping; Coughing slowly dies out; coughs again; continuing; chuckles; clears throat] It's still there. Excuse me, I think I had something... there it is... In my throat. Like a nut, or a field mouse or something, I don't know. Am I rambling? I'm a little nervous! If I'm being honest here, I- Sir Lionel Frost, I presume. Hi.

Sir Lionel Frost: [Too stunned to speak, he stares. The Sasquatch smiles nervously; after chuckling in shock and surprise] You can speak?!

Sasquatch: [he holds up the letter he’d written to Sir Lionel; chuckles] Yes, and, um, I write as well. My penmanship isn’t great, but, uh, you know, opposable thumbs and fat fingers, you know?

Frost: [still chuckling] How can you speak?

Sasquatch: Ah, good question. Well, I watched at first. I listened, very closely I pay attention to a lot of things. I learned, I stole some books, newspapers here and there. Um, an old shaman in the valley, gave me some help. Not only that, he taught me how to play chess.

Frost: Smart shaman.

Sasquatch: [chuckles again] No, not really, I mean- I beat him every time. He's a lousy player. And he cheats, he's a cheater.